After dressing as a delicate beauty, I got married

Fan Zijia had already lost consciousness, but he kept murmuring: "Ruan Lang, Ruan Lang, Ruan Lang..."

However, a moment later, he actually bit his lower lip, and after the teeth were inserted, blood was forced out, which mixed with the blood flowing from his forehead.

Seeing that Shan'an was motionless, Yun Zuo stretched out his arms to hug Fan Zijia, and he could barely hug him, but he heard Ye Changyao say: "Let me do it."

So, he let Ye Changyao take Fan Zijia from his arms.

There is no doctor in this Pill Valley Temple, so Ye Changyao carried Fan Zijia to the medical clinic, Yun Zuo followed closely, and no one paid any attention to Shan'an.

Shan'an looked at the blood on the ground and couldn't help but startled.

He has been with the ancient Qingdeng Buddha for a long time, and he has no understanding of love, and he can't understand why Fan Zijia would kill himself in order to stay by his side.

Is love really so powerful?

But he is obviously not Ruan Lang.

He didn't think about it anymore, and felt that the place of Buddhism should not be stained with blood, so he knelt down and wiped away the blood stain with his robe.

The blood was slightly hot, making his body tremble instinctively.

After wiping it clean, he immediately went up the mountain.

When he was chanting the scriptures yesterday, his mind was unsteady because of Ye Changyao's words. Now that he was sure that he was not the Ruan Lang that Fan Zijia said, he should be able to calm down, but he kept thinking of Fan Zijia for no reason.

That Fan Zijia is obsessed with his obsession, he will definitely come to this Pill Valley Peak, come to this Pill Valley Temple, and pester himself?

On that side, Fan Zijia had already been treated by a doctor, but he was still unconscious.

Both Yun and Ye were silent, and finally Yun Zuo broke the silence: "Now, no matter if Shan'an is Ruan Xingyuan or not, for the sake of Mr. Fan, we should take Mr. Fan away."

"Let's find out the truth, and it's not up to us to decide whether to leave." Ye Changyao sighed, "I'm afraid Mr. Fan won't wake up for a while. Let's take Mr. Fan back to the inn first."

Yun Zuo nodded, and Ye Changyao carried Fan Zijia back to the inn as usual.

——Before they went up the mountain, in order to prevent the situation from changing, they did not return the previous room.

Ye Changyao carried Fan Zijia to the bed and lay down, bought breakfast and ate it with Yunzuo.

After breakfast, Yun Zuo suddenly felt sleepy and went back to his room.

When he woke up, it was past noon, but Fan Zijia hadn't woken up yet.

According to the doctor, Fan Zijia is not in danger of life, and he should wake up soon.

Yun Zuo sat in front of Fan Zijia's bed, and said to Ye Changyao: "Husband, let me watch over Mr. Fan, you go to Ruanjia Village, this matter is really weird."

"Okay." Ye Changyao bowed his head to Yun Zuo and pressed a kiss between Yun Zuo's eyebrows before leaving the room.

Ruan's Village is not far from the inn, Ye Changyao didn't use any physical skills, but within half a stick of incense, he had already arrived at Ruan's Village.

He arrived at the entrance of the village, called a middle-aged man, and asked, "Shan'an in Pill Valley Temple was born in Ruanjia Village?"

The middle-aged man replied without thinking: "Master Shan'an was indeed born in Ruanjia Village."

Ye Changyao was taken aback, and said politely, "Does Shan'an have any parents, siblings?"

"Master Shan'an does have parents, brothers and sisters." The middle-aged man suddenly became vigilant, "Young master, why do you want to inquire about Master Shan'an? Could it be that you have some grudge against him?"

When the words fell to the ground, he suddenly understood and said: "Did you come here yesterday to inquire about Master Shan'an?"

Ye Changyao didn't hide it: "What you said is true, but I have no enmity with Shan'an."

"Master Shan'an has devoted himself to the Buddha since he was a child, so he didn't expect to make enemies with others." The middle-aged man asked again, "What exactly does Master Shan'an intend to do?"

Ye Changyao said according to what Yun Zuo said yesterday: "I have a friend whose elder brother is missing, and that elder brother looks like Shan'an."

"So that's how it is." The middle-aged man said, "Master Shan'an has an elder brother. He knows that Master Shan'an has been in Dangu Temple all the time. I think your friend's elder brother just looks like Master Shan'an, not Master Shan'an."

Ye Changyao asked suspiciously: "Why did Inhumane Shan'an come from this Ruan Family Village when I came to inquire yesterday?"

The middle-aged man took it for granted: "Because you are dressed strangely, it seems that you are not a kind person."

Ye Changyao was used to it, so he didn't care, and asked again: "Can you take me to see Shan'an's parents, siblings?"

The middle-aged man said in embarrassment: "If you are not good for them, how should I explain to Master Shan'an?"

Ye Changyao swore: "I will never do them any harm. If you are worried, you can tie my hands."

The middle-aged man thought about it and said, "That's all."

He found a thick hemp rope and tied Ye Changyao's hands to death, before saying, "Follow me."

Afterwards, he brought Ye Changyao to a tile-roofed house, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and a woman opened the door.

The woman glanced at Ye Changyao, and said clearly: "Are you the one who inquired about the second brother's background yesterday?"

After finishing speaking, she stared at the middle-aged man again and said, "What did you bring him here for?"

The middle-aged man explained: "He is not a villain, he came to inquire about your brother because your second brother looks alike to his friend's brother."

The woman's tone softened a bit: "My lord, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

Ye Changyao asked: "Shan'an is really your second brother, and he was born in this Ruan Family Village?"

The woman nodded: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

Ye Changyao asked again: "Why did your second brother become a monk?"

The woman replied: "Second brother has loved Buddhist scriptures since he was a child. Isn't it a matter of course to become a monk?"

The woman's rhetoric is consistent with Shan'an's, but the woman's appearance is not similar to Shan'an's.

Ye Changyao was suspicious, but didn't show it on his face: "Can you let me meet your elder brother and parents?"

"You wait a moment." The woman closed the door, and soon opened the door again, with her elder brother and parents beside her.

This family is too complete, no one goes out, as if they are waiting for their own visit.

Ye Changyao looked carefully, and found that this pair of brothers and sisters had similarities with their parents. However, among the four, only the elder brother resembled Shan'an.

He asked the same question as just now, and got the same answer. It was as if the four had prepared their confessions in advance.

He asked the middle-aged man to untie him, then took his leave and left.

After leaving Ruan's Village, he asked a few passers-by, and the passers-by were the same as yesterday, and they didn't know where Shan'an was from.

Apparently, the five people in Ruan's Village were deliberately arranged by someone, but it is not known for what purpose.

He bought a bunch of sugar-oiled fruits before going back to the inn.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yun Zao sitting in front of the desk with his chin in one hand.

Yun Zuo was already drowsy, but when he heard the movement, he woke up immediately, got up immediately, and quickly threw himself into Ye Changyao's arms.

Ye Changyao wrapped his arms around Yunzuo's waist with one hand, and handed over the candied fruit with the other.

Yun Zuo opened his mouth and bit off a sugary fruit, and asked vaguely, "How?"

Ye Changyao closed the door, held Yun Zuo's hand, sat down in front of the table, and just now told what he saw, heard, and thought.

Yun Zuo heard the words, thought for a while, and came to a conclusion: "Those five people should not be arranged to deceive you, but to deceive Shan'an, and eight out of ten of Shan'an is Ruan Xingyuan, and his memory is confused for some reason. "

Ye Changyao was confused: "Assume that Shan'an is Ruan Xingyuan. Ruan Xingyuan has no property and no profit. What's the benefit of keeping him as a monk in Pill Valley Temple? Could it be to separate him from Mr. Fan?" ?”

"Mr. Ruan and Mr. Fan have both died of their parents. The person who wants to break them up will not be Mr. Fan? Or someone who admires them? If the people behind the scenes admire Mr. Ruan and Mr. Ruan becomes a monk, he will also I can't get Mr. Ruan; if he falls in love with Mr. Fan, I will write a book and ask Mr. Fan." After Yun Zuo said that, he immediately went to borrow a pen and paper from the second brother, and then asked the second brother to help send it out .

Two days later, Yunzuo got a reply from Mr. Fan, in which Mr. Fan said: Although my brother had many admirers, but because of my mental impairment, in the past six years, all of them have been married, and no one has visited my brother. younger brother.

Yunzuo put the reply letter on the table and walked to Fan Zijia's bed.

Fan Zijia has never woken up since she fell into a coma. The doctor bluntly said that it was not because of her body, but because of depression in her heart.

Fan Zijia didn't want to face Ruan Xingyuan who treated him like a stranger, he naturally understood, but escaping was not the way.

"Squeak" sounded suddenly, and he immediately looked over, it was Ye Changyao who had returned.

Ye Changyao invited a doctor to come for a follow-up visit for Fan Zijia, and the result of the follow-up visit was the same as before.

Ye Changyao sent the doctor back, and when he returned to the room, he saw Yun Zuo pointing to the writing channel on the table: "Mr. Fan's reply letter has arrived."

He read the reply, hugged Yunzuo from behind, and whispered: "Shall we go to have lunch first? After lunch, you go to rest and let me guard Mr. Fan."

"Yeah." Yun Zuo turned his head and kissed Ye Changyao. Ye Changyao's lips were too hot, but he was more prone to chills and coughing because the weather was getting colder.

But as long as he kisses Ye Changyao, his body will become hot. To him, Ye Changyao is a martial fire that can easily melt his bones.

He sucked Ye Changyao's lips slowly, and occasionally bit them lightly. Not long after, he changed from active to passive, perched in Ye Changyao's arms, and let Ye Changyao invade into his mouth.

Ye Changyao caressed Yun Zuo's blushing cheeks, full of worry. Ruan Xingyuan's matter had made no progress, but Yun Zuo's body was getting worse day by day.

Yunzuo lowered his eyes, grabbed Ye Changyao's index finger to rub his wet lips, but was suddenly hugged tightly by Ye Changyao.

Immediately afterwards, warm inner breath came from Ye Changyao's body, and as the inner breath circulated, he sighed in comfort: "It's enough, don't waste your inner breath."

Ye Changyao withdrew his inner breath, then put his index finger on Yun Zuo's lips, and stroked them carefully.

The moisture on the lips has evaporated, and the abandoned lips are very dry.

He couldn't help feeling pity in his heart, kissed her lightly, and then said: "Let's go."

Sitting in the lobby of the inn, the two ordered ground delicacies, bitter gourd stuffed with meat, sweet and sour short ribs, and shrimp and mushroom tofu soup.

Before the three dishes and one soup were served, the blush on Yun Zuo's face had already faded, and his brows and eyes were so pale that it reminded people of the paper figurines that were used as sacrifices.